Story: Who Is My Father???……Episode 1 (By Miss Oladokun Eunice)


Who is my Father

Episode 1

Her eyes were clouded with tears. She tried to hold in but she couldn’t resist it. Tears dropped on her cheek and she realised she was already crying.

“Why was she crying” I asked myself.

She hasn’t even said anything.
Whenever I asked her about my father,she had managed to elude the topic with her facial expression.

I hate it when she’s sad but I was determined to listen to whatever she has to say. I appreciate everything she had done for me,but she has to do this for me.

“Who is my father” I roared.

She looked at me sharply. I knew that was the least she had expected of me.

“Feyi” she muttered.

I looked away swiftly,I didn’t want to look at her face.


I cut in abruptly. “Tunji is who???”

“Your father”

My eyes widened in surprise.
“My father?,My Boss?”

I grabbed hold of her hands and clasped it tightly, she frozed with terror.

I stood up and made way for the door. For the very first time, I drove rashly. I wished I increase my pace than that.

I darted into Tunji’s mansion. I glanced through the living room

“Tunji! Tunji!” I called

Nobody surface untill after three minutes. It was his maid.

“Where is Tunji?”


I grasped her on the shoulders and shook her.

“Aye mi ooo, eleda mi ooo,…”

“…Halt!” I exclaimed

“I never see oga since e don commot for house since morning.
Madam I swear”

I let go of her. I was breathing tremendously,I couldn’t believe this was happening to me, so I’ve been working with my father besides that I’ve been having fun with him. My mum wouldn’t believe it if I told her I was dating him.

He asked me out on a colleague’s birthday,I accepted him without a second thought. Why was I too engrossed?

The door banged and I realised I was lost in my thought.

“Feyisara!” He startled me

I gained consciousness.

He nuzzled against me. I felt like strangling the life out of him.

“Hmmmm” I groaned. “I’m not here for that. Mr Tunji Williams, tell me it’s not true. Are you my ather?”

He stood akimbo.
“What’s all this?” He questioned

“Don’t pretend as if you don’t what I’m saying!” I shouted.

“I know your mum is behind this. How could she design such lies for you?”

I blinked back my tears. I’d watched it in the movies but I still couldn’t believe it was happening to me.

“Let’s go to the hospital” I said as I swallowed the lump in my throat.

“No problem!”
I checked the time, it was 6:49pm. I’ve been affected psychologically, physically, mentally.

My vision went blurred as tears filled my eyes. I opened my wardrobe and picked a cloth. Ooops! I picked my pyjamas instead of a dress. I must be in the studio before 7:00pm.

“Tunji can’t be my father, he can’t! How old is he?
I’m 24 years of age, my mum is just 42. But Tunji doesn’t look like he’s in his forties. He’s handsome, tall and versatile. Does he knows I’m his daughter? Was that why he employed me as an On-Air-Personality? I have to be on air now,how will I cope without crying?”

I reclined to the wall and fell on the marble floor. I wept uncontrollably till I slept off.
I had been pacing the cardinal points of the doctor’s office for the past thirty minutes.

I looked at my mum, she looked aged and scruffy. Tunji on the other side was staring into the space.

. I sat upright.

“Weldone Doc.” Mum greeted

“Thanks ma’am”

“What’s the DNA test result?” I asked anxiously.

Watch out for Episode 2
©Miss Eunice

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Author: Mhiz Oladokun Eunice

I’m Oladokun Eunice.
I’m a young writer.
I’m a poet.
I’m a student.
I’m an accountant.
Had an Higher School Certificate(HSC) in Accounting in Bowen University,Iwo.
Proceeding to the prestigious University of Ilorin.
Welcome to my world!!!

Reach me on Facebook: Mhiz Oladokun Eunice

Mhiz Oladokun Eunice

I'm Oladokun Eunice. I'm a young writer. I'm a poet. I'm a student. I'm an accountant. Had an Higher School Certificate(HSC) in Accounting in Bowen University,Iwo. Proceeding to the prestigious University of Ilorin. Welcome to my world!!!Reach me on Facebook: Mhiz Oladokun Eunice

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